Flunky

Staring in between these lines
Has made my eyes go blurry
Standing seeing you outside
This age I've got to hurry

Glad that I can't step back
We're moving forward
Mad that I tripped on that
But there's order in the badness
And there's a method to the madness

Finding time to touch the ground
It's hard but may be worthy
Trying's fine to push around
But charging in rewards me

Waking up everyday
Like makin breakfast
We all gotta start some way
So check your baggage at the front desk
Because I ain't trying to ruin this



Credits
Writer(s): Jakob Bower
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